AMERICA, BRING THY PAIN
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O beautiful for spacious skies,
Run thy razor down my thighs
For amber waves of grain,
`cross my naked body bring thy rage
For purple mountain majesties
For I'm your slave
Above the fruited plain!
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
Rule my unclean body, mind and soul
And crown thy good with brotherhood
And bring thy pain to me
From sea to shining sea!
Bring thy pain to me!
O beautiful for pilgrim feet,
Whose stern impassion'd stress
I deserve thy punishing hand
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Thrust thy black-barreled love inside me
Across the wilderness!
I'm the terrorist you seek!
America! America! God mend thine ev'ry flaw,
No, Master! Do not stop
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
I beg of thee don’t rest
Thy liberty in law!
Bring thy shock
And bring thy awe!
O beautiful for heroes proved
In liberating strife,
I'm undeserving
Who more than self their country loved,
Crack my fingers! Split my skull
And mercy more than life!
America! America! May God thy gold refine
Put me on the rack
Till all success be nobleness,
And lash then on my back
And ev'ry gain divine!
O Beautiful for patriot dream
She is most beautiful
And thou her king
That sees beyond the years
To the American dream
Thine alabaster cities gleam,
Bless me with thy freedom dear
Undimmed by human tears!
Run your blade
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
`cross my broken face
And crown thy good with brotherhood
Bring thy pain to me!
From sea to shining sea!
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Scientists at the University of Cambridge in England pinpointed the cause: a defect in a gene that codes for a protein on the surface of pain-sensing nerve cells.
They found mutations in a gene for a particular protein called the 1.7 sodium channel. This is a sort of gate that opens and shuts on the surface of the nerve cells. When the gate opens, sodium ions flood into the cell, causing it to fire. In children with the defect, the gate is welded shut. So their pain nerves cannot fire.
A report in the journal Nature details six individuals with the mutation in three related families. They feel no pain, but are apparently normal in every other way, sensing both touch and temperature.
We must be tender.
We must return
the soldier’s gaze
with some reflection.
Banish the pain.
Remember it is not a motion picture
of dogs and rabbits or funny little elves,
it is happening,
it is real,
its teeth, gnawing.
Banish the pain.
Now is the moment,
the time to recall the redness
of these events,
write them down,
record the words.
Banish the pain.
We must forget our pride.
We must forget ourselves.
We must remember the providence of man,
of those who say goodbye in the broil;
the unknown measure of war.
Banish the pain.
Without apology or resentment
strive for all humanity;
the beautiful faces, red desire, soft pulses,
dreams of hope, tranquility,
triumph of goodness.
Banish the pain.
We must honor humanity
with a burning exactness,
a studied thought, a selfless heart.
We must honor the gravely broken earth
filled with the victims of war.
Banish the pain.
Now is the moment,
the occasion to document-
Odd that we should lovingly etch
upon war-carved headstones
“rest in peace”.
After meeting with Pentagon leaders, President Bush says he would continue to develop his own review of the war policy in Iraq. The president rejected ideas he had heard from some unnamed quarters that would, he said, "lead to defeat."
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Impeach Bush and banish the pain...
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